Текст песни Blood On The Dance Floor - Designed To Kill (Version 2)

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Yakniga
Cheezy weezy
Pumpkin peezy
My name is Du-De Deezy
Ill get you crunk on the heezy
I like them sluts they’re easy
I’m chilling with my breezy
She makes me feel so easy
She keeps it really sleazy
It gives me the heebie-jeebies
Go on it good lordie
I’m about to pop up some f*cking models
She knows she just can’t have it
But cheating's just her habit
I know she’s problematic
I want to fix her habits
I give into her thrills
As she sinks into kill

Every time you talk to me
You never speak the truth
I taste your rage
I feel your stare
It'll be the death of you

You’re just like a pill
Designed to kill
Everything you do
Messes with me
Smothering me
Poison goes down
I’m on the ground dying
Just like a pill
Designed to kill

I feel good
I feel numb
I feel High
OHHHHH OH!

Woah f*cking f*cking
F*cking b*tches
The mother f*cking b*tches
The shit talking hoes
That don’t even f*cking know what
F*ck the drama
Save it for Obama
I don’t give a shit
Cause your gonna get your karma
What what
I’m so sick of it
All this ill shit
Vomit so atomic
Make me wanna vomit b*tch
Vanity mix a little bit of ecstasy
Makes you wanna love me
Makes you wanna f*ck me b*tch

Every time you look at me
I wanna make you bleed
I hate your lies
I want your blood
Why won't you ever see

You’re just like a pill
Designed to kill
Everything you do
Messes with me
Smothering me
Poison goes down
I’m on the ground dying
Just like a pill
Designed to kill

Every time you talk to me
You never speak the truth
I taste your rage
I feel your stare
It'll be the death of you

Every time you look at me
I wanna make you bleed
I hate your lies
I want your blood
Why won't you ever see

You’re just like a pill
Designed to kill
Everything you do
Messes with me
Smothering me
Poison goes down
I’m on the ground dying
Just like a pill
Designed to kill
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